Rooster News: Brian the… er…. boss says…..”My first review sucked!”

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Hey Aunty Gill – yep, I’m still here!
There’s been loads of our neighbours volunteering to go work for Mrs Fox (dunno how many more workers she needs like), but anyway, she hasn’t come asking at ours for a while, so me and the gang are still as was 
Biggest news round these parts was old Mary (well, she’s old to me; at least by 9 months, I’m sure of it), decided to become a mom. She started to not come in at night, and Farmer Spike kept finding her sat in the nesting box, but never any eggs there. “Ah, this ones’ gone all broody, looks like”, he said to nobody in particular one evening.
Oh by the way, I’ve been practicing my singing like I said I would – here’s me mid ‘pre-song-flap’ 

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So anyway, the next day, I saw Mary was behind bars. Well, at least that’s what I’d thought. Actually, Farmer Spike had prepared a nesting box all of her own, and added eleven eggs to it. He’d then caught up with Mary and stuck her back under the stairs, with this box, and then closed the gate to ‘encourage’ her to sit on the eggs; which she did.
Trouble was, old Mary, who isn’t that old, has never had kids, and was pretty lame at the sitting lark. She would sit for hours alright, but kept on breaking the darned eggs. However…. phooey, what a stink!! I reckoned it was my cooking, but he’s not into curry much, so I guess it was the eggs after all. After just fifteen of the required twenty days sitting, the place stunk…. And she had ALMOST NO EGGS LEFT; all had been broken, bar one, and Farmer Spike removed that (very carefully too I might add!) – he said that rotten eggs were very ‘light’, hence he ‘knew’ that last one was no good either. He carried it off slowly, and lobbed it over the fence into the deep ditch…. BANG (he was right – another phooey smell over there too).
The next day, over a bowl of water, I was telling Missy all about the goings on. She reckoned Farmer Spike wouldn’t be best pleased…

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She was right. Farmer Spike was grumpy, having ‘wasted 11 eggs’ at a time when the girls maybe lay one between them each day (they like a holiday in the summer). Farmer Spike says maybe old Mary was just no good at being a mom, but then he suggested another, yet more sinister accusation…. Was the rooster (aka, ME) just firing ‘blanks’? Not sure what that means yet Aunty Gill, but he said for my first ‘review’, my future as Rooster wasn’t looking good. Oops.
Best wishes from Rooster Nephew, Brian xx

Oh dear Brian! Love the singing photo of you and what a lovely photo of your gorgeous feathery bottom! But you and Mary sound like a couple of feather brains to me!Perhaps you had both  better put in some study time about making babies. Read the manual these darker nights! I hope things improve soon. It sounds serious to me….
Love Auntie Gillxxx

Turkey calling “It’s a bit flippin’ cold ! ……..” Episode 3

Episode 1  (November 28)

Episode 2  (December 20)

This is Episode 3  (January)                 Episode  4
Dukes Diary Front Page Duke the talking Rooster has come all the way from  Turkey  at Uncle Spikes blog  and says…….

Yo Aunty Gill it’s me again, Duke-Cocka-Locky, your nephew from Türkiye.  After my last post, it was real exciting to see your bloggerising friends say nice things – that’s pretty cool for a young Number SPIKE 01Two rooster like me. So here I am again, writing to my favourite aunty about what is happening over here on the farm; after all, it’s a brand new year, even here, but something has changed, and I don’t like it…

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It is winter here now Aunty Gill, and soooo cold I reckon my feathers are gonna stick together! I know what you’ll say, “Don’t be a wimp, rooster-up and grow a pair!” Well I have, lol – it’s part of my job description actually. Hey, you’ll never guess what fun I get up to, even as Number Two. I guess it’s not always true that girlie chooks always like the top boss (blush). See me – I’m under the orange tree, creeping up on the girls…
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You once told me about your winters over there, so ok, I take your point, our sudden drop to maybe five degrees Celsius (41F in old egg money) at night is not what you’d call winter, but for us here in the sunny south of Turkey, that’s pretty darned brrrrr… Even the trees agree. I know, as my favourite apricot tree has panicked too, and is losing its leaves. Does that mean my feathers will fall out if it gets much colder??? Oh Aunty Gill, I don’t like this cold..!KONICA MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERAAunty Gill. You can’t tell, but I’m typing this three days later than the last stuff I wrote above. That’s the trouble with kompewters, you can’t see the pen has changed. Anyway, I gotta tell you some really really good news Aunty Gill – there’s a girlie here called Miss Fluffy Bum. She’s my sister, err, sort of I guess, but we won’t go there. Anyway, she doesn’t like the cold, and I mean she seriously does NOT like it. BUT, and here’s the good bit, she seems to welcome my help for a little ‘warming up’ a bit more often than usual, or so I have just found out .

RESULT….!! It’s official Aunty Gill. I’ve changed my mind, I flippin’ LOVE the cold weather now !!!
Byeeee….

Love, your Rooster Nephew, Duke xxSPIKE 01

 

 

 

You can find more about the farm where Duke lives at http://www.unclespikes.wordpress.com/

Uncle Spikes Adventures

Dear Duke,

Thank you for your lovely letter………  A Miss Fluffy Bum heh! Ooo La! La ! Ask Spike for a bit of left over  Cranberry sauce.I am sure he must keep some in the kitchen. Ladies prefer a chicken with a bit of Cranberry sauce! Fluffy Bum would be well impressed.Looking forward to hearing from you  in February.

Love from Aunty Gill XXX …..I would never call you a wimp